Pivoting

Do you think there's sex in heaven?

Coleen loved sex.

Yeah, of course. I mean, it's heaven.

I bet everyone looks great naked with the lights on, too.

Wow.

She was the first one of al of us to lose her virginity.

A real trailblazer, that one.

She was such a mentor.

Do you remember at the church carnival,

when she taught us how to work a churro with our mouths?

Yeah. I ate mine.

Excuse me. Do you mind? Kind of.

I mean, our friend just died, so we're having a little picnic.

Reminiscing.

That's my wife. No. I don't --

Pretty sure it's our friend.

Oh, yeah, I'm pretty sure it's our friend.

I wrote it down.

This is 178. We're 176.

Oh, there's her grave. Thanks, Amy.

Oh, you know what? It was a bloppy pen.

And the cap -- Hey.

-I'm just trying to get -- -Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got it, I got it, I got it.

So sorry. Alright.

Peace be with you.

Coleen? Oh, where is she?

Here she is. Col?

There she is. Found her.

There she is.

Hi, welcome to Fields.

I hope you find everything you're looking for today!

You don't like -- That's my friendly Fields face.

I just -- I don't believe you care

if I found everything I'm looking for.

Hi! Welcome to Fields.

I hope you find everything you're looking for.

Wow. You are so phony. Thanks.

I've been married to Dan for 16 years.

I'm good at faking things.

It helps to fantasize about my trainer.

I'm not here. I'm not here.

I'm just grabbing a vat of coffee, and then -- thank you --

I am taking the kids to the park,

because I'm a hands-on mother now in the afternoons.

You hate the park. Mm-hmm.

You know you can't just leave them there, right?

Yeah. I'll be in a car nearby.

Oh. Ding-ding.

My 15 minutes is up.

I have to get back to register three.

Hi. Welcome to Fields -- No.

What time are we going to Coleen's?

Is it still Coleen's, or are we calling it Brian's now?

No, let's call it Brian's house.

No, no, no. That's weird. That's weird.

Oh, I just got a dick pic from Henry.

Oh, my God! No, no, no, no, no.

It's Dick Clark. Calm down.

I haven't seen a dick in a long time,

but looks better than I remember.

Mm. Mm.

Maybe your trainer will send you one.

Amy.

Uh, maybe -- maybe don't dance.

Oh. Store policy?

No.

Sarah?

Oh, my God.

I heard you were working here, but I didn't believe it.

I'm Diana, the ex-wife.

Oh. Okay.

Hope you found everything you were looking for.

Paper or plastic? Paper? Great.

Uh, is this life change because Coleen died,

or is it because of me.

I would just hate to be responsible for...

this. No, I just --

I wanted a fun job, and this is fun.

Fun.

You never liked fun when we were married.

Oh, that's because you were having all the fun

with our acupuncturist.

Mm.

I'm worried about you, Sarah.

You know, if you're worried about me,

maybe you shouldn't buy $11.39 sriracha on my credit card.

Nice recall, Sarah. Thank you.

I can't afford this on a nurse's salary.

That's why I got spousal support.

Right. Fine.

I will put it back. Great.

Um, we don't talk our customers out of expensive stuff.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

So, she should just have everything?

Yeah. Okay. Alright. Yeah.

You'll just get everything. Yeah. Hey, you know what?

Take this and this and everything, and you know what?

While you're spending my money,

why don't you just take everything?

Here you go.

Everything. Look at you.

Just take, take, take.

Oh. If you want me to.

Please take care of yourself.

Bye. Nice to meet you, Diane!

Diana. Diana!

I'm having fun, Diana.

This is fun!

I guess the receipt should go to you.

Uh, there's a coupon for fabric softener

we have on sale th-- this week.

Next on line! Oh, there's no one there.

Mommy's home from work.

Hi! Oh. Hi.

I thought you were an intruder.

Nope. Just their mother.

I'm still not used to you coming home in the afternoon.

Well, get used to it.

Oh, you know what? It's Mommy's assistant.

Hi, Donna. What's up?

Chef Mary isn't sure she wants to host the show tomorrow.

She thinks we're too rinky dink.

Rinky dink?

Her specialty's parking lot barbecue.

You can't fix trash.

Okay, can you just get on a Zoom and I'll kiss her ass?

Let me see if I can figure out how to log on this time.

You want me to stay with the kids so you can work?

I have to come back at 5:00 anyway so you can

go to your attractive, deceased friend's house.

Such an odd thing to say. No, I'm good.

It's just gonna be 10 minutes of work.

I'm a great multi-tasker.

You should see me text and drive.

Barely any typos. I don't mind.

No, I'm good. It's good, good, good.

You go. Okay.

She's dying for me to ask her for help,

but I'm not gonna give her the satisfaction.

Isn't she your babysitter?

It's a complicated relationship, Donna.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Yes! Perfect!

Here, I'll take that. Huh.

There you go. Great job.

Come on.

That's using your core.

How'd that feel?

Something's not working.

You're not leaving me for Pump It Gym

now that they have racquetball now, are you?

No, I would never go that.

Okay. I plateaued.

I didn't lose any weight this week. I feel bulky.

Okay. Alright, alright, alright, lookit, lookit.

The more glycogen stores and fat you have to lose,

the more "fuel" there is to work this process, right?

So more calorie burn.

But when you lose weight, there's less glycogen,

less calorie burn.

Temporarily.

So, you're not bulky.

You're beautiful.

Stop it. No, no, no, I mean it.

Come on. Say it to me.

You're beautiful.

No. Jodie, come on. Let me hear it.

You're beautiful. Thank you.

Come on. Come here.

We're gonna say it in the mirror.

Say it to yourself, right here.

Gimme five. Start now.

You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

There you go. Keep going.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

You're beautiful.

Mom, did you just call lasagna beautiful?

No. I was calling myself beautiful.

Because I am.

And so are you.

Ew, Mom. You're so cringe right now.

I'm going to the mall for dinner.

Hi, Dad. Bye, Dad.

Hi. How was your day?

Exhausting.

You're lucky you get to lounge around all day.

Well, I wouldn't say I lounge.

I cleaned the rugs, did carpool, made a lasagna,

and, oh, I worked out.

You don't need to work out.

Now that you're 40, it's all downhill.

Why fight it?

Mm. Good lasagna.

Love you, Jode. I'm 39 and three-quarters.

No, no, no, no! Unsend my text!

Unsend my text!